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[protect-them.livejournal.com]

When; December 20th, evening
Rating; PG at most
Characters; protect_them and anyone in the beach house.
Summary; Gwen starts with her side of the holiday 'work'.
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Evening found Gwen in the large kitchen of the beach house, her mp3 player filing tunes into her headphones. She'd always been decent in the kitchen, and this holiday season, she was determined to make sure everyone enjoyed their holiday away from home.

[ooc: ^^; Posting order?]

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[justashow.livejournal.com]

Meanwhile, Kyle was busy with the Christmas tree, picking a few strands of tinsel off to scatter on the carpet. Just because it made Ianto twitch and then he would be bending over to obsessively clean them up, and Kyle intended to have a good view when he did.

He hummed Christmas carols to himself while he worked, trying to decide the exact number of strands he could get away with letting drop without Ianto getting suspicious.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Jack was sitting in a chair by the window, reading a book and pretending not to notice what Kyle was up to.

That way he wouldn't get 'punished' along with the Barrister when Ianto came up the stairs and found the tinsel migrating. Of course the amused smirk on Jack's face might be a give away.

Whistle whistle whistle, don't mind him!

[ooc: Seriously, don't mind him. :) I wanted a placeholder/establishy but I've got to go lay down for a bit. Flu sucks!]

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

After several minutes, she padded into the room carrying a small plate of banana bread she'd just finished baking and a steaming cup of tea. A quick pause, then she laughed at the sight.

"Oh, Mister Jones is going to be very cross with you if he finds out you've been doing that."

[ooc: Get some rest!]

[justashow.livejournal.com]

"Shh, Gwen, you're not supposed to tell."

Finger over mischievously curved lips as he plucked a shiny silver strand from a bough and let it flutter softly to the carpet with all the pomp and seriousness of an artist at work.

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

A minute or so later, and Ianto was walking down the stairs, carrying coffee cups that he'd picked up from around the house. One of which, for some reason, had been in the bathroom.

Walking through the living room, his eyes narrowed when he saw just what was strewn on the floor.

[ooc: Feel better soon!]

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

Gwen just shook her head and curled up in the nearest chair, nodding towards Ianto.

"Oh, I doubt I'll have the chance."

[justashow.livejournal.com]

Kyle stepped nonchalantly away from the branch he'd been by, expression innocent as if butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.

"Hi, Ianto."

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Suspicious Ianto was suspicious.

"Hey, Kyle. Gwen. Did Jethro jump at the tree, or something?"

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

There's a chuckle from Gwen's general direction but the smirk was hidden by the oh so convenient cup.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, I just got here myself."

Nosey peek at the coffee cups.

"Are those empty or full?"

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

And that made Ianto hold the cups aloft.

"But there's tinsel all over. And they're empty." Gwen's giggle made him all the more suspicious.

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps someone got a bit overenthuiastic with decorating?"

Still grinning, she set the cup down and picked up the large book that had been sitting beside the chair.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

He shot Gwen a look that clearly said traitor. And then he smoothly attempted to change the subject.

"I can put those in the dishwasher if you get me a full one."

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Ianto knew for a fact now, that one of the suspects were in the room, from Gwen's comment.

"All right, but I'll have to clean this mess first."

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

Gwen just smiled up at Kyle, as innocent looking as he had been moments ago.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

Yeah right, Gwen. Kyle would get his revenge later. In the meantime, was Ianto going to bend over?

"Give me the cups."

Kyle got into prime ogling position while managing to look like he was just moving to take the cups from Ianto's hands.

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Ianto handed the cups over, and then set about picking up the tinsel.

Except, he employed safe tactics and crouched instead of bending. Hey, he didn't want a bad back, thank you.

...and maybe it was a little because of his suspicion.

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

Watching in silence, she just grinned at Kyle, her album taking up a good deal of her lap.

"When you're done, there's fresh banana bread in the kitchen, by the way."

[justashow.livejournal.com]

Awww, foiled.

Kyle pouted a little behind Ianto's back, but he brightened at the mention of banana bread.

"I was wondering what smelled so good. I'll just go put these in the kitchen."

And he left the living room in search of banana bread.

[ooc: Continue without me, I need to sleep. :)]

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Not too fond of bananas, Ianto decided to pass, and eat something else instead.

He draped the dropped tinsel back on the tree, and sneakily tidied it up a bit, so it wasn't as messy.

"Hey Gwen," he said quietly, stepping closer to his team-mate, "who dropped the tinsel on the floor?"